BlogHer

Let me just say, for the record that some of us who are not cool enough to go to BlogHer are jealous of those who are cool enough to go to BlogHer. For one thing, we don't get to write up fun little stories about the antics of the other cool bloggers that we shared a room with or shared a flight with or went out for drinks with. It makes me pout and think, "I should go to BlogHer!" But, if I went, I think this is the conversation I'd overhear:
CoolBlogger1: Who's that girl over there?
CoolBlogger2: Oh her? That's, um, what what it... Kellyr2.
CB1: Kellyr-who?
CB2: Two
CB1: Yeah, but who is she?
CB2: She's a wanna-be-cool blogger. I went and read her stuff upon learning that she'd be coming to BlogHer, because I assumed she must be cool, but she's not.
CB1: How'd you find out she was coming?
CB2: Well, you know she reads all of our blogs, like some crazy blog stalker, and she commented on mine and was all giddy, telling me that she'd see me at BlogHer.
CB1: But she's not cool, huh?
CB2: There was this one time, where she might have been around 25% as witty as we are.
CB1: Wow.
CB2: Yeah.
CB1: Yeah, I notice that even her imaginary transcript of our conversation is pretty dull.
CB2: Yep.

And I'd just be sitting there, like, picking at my fingernails or something.
So my new goal is to be at least 25% as witty as some of the other fabulous bloggers who I stalk, at least once a week. I'm thinking that having a new baby in the house will mean LOTS of good blog fodder. (OH - not that I have that goal so that I could go to BlogHer, I just noticed that I've been boring lately, and it happens to coincide with all the "guess what happened at BlogHer!!" posts on other blogs this week. Though, if I at least felt cool enough to go, that would be great.)